⌛ Who: Jiang Cheng, Anakinn Theerapanyakul and YOU ⌛ What: Anything and everything around the kingdoms ⌛ When: January ⌛ Where: Nippon! ⌛ Warnings: Will be listed in subject header as needed
That upper cut was monkey hooked and Kinn tucked it into his arm pit. The next move was a palm heel to the face only instead of breaking the nose, Kinn was planning on just mashing his hand into Kim's face before sweeping his legs out. He had made certain that Kim's free arm had the added difficulty of crossing over locked arms in order to reach him. That meant loss of power and accuracy.
"Don't have to do runs," Kinn responded with a sibilant hiss.
Oh! This was getting really fun. As the arm monkey hooked his hand, he grinned ducking his head down and trying to pull Kinn to the side with him as he went over from the leg sweep.
His fingers in the hooked position extended to poke into or tickle Kinn's skin, which ever made it's mark. He couldn't avoid the hand palming completely so he ended up with a forearm to the face, a fore arm which he took the opportunity to bite.
Instead of going across his own body to try and reach Kinn that way his free hand went back to try and tag Kinn that way. If he was on the floor he was going for ankles if Kin had gone over with him, he'd be happy to get any soft part of Kinn he could.
The poke, the tickle, fucking Kimhan! But this wasn't a serious spar, not in the least. And if he wanted to turn this into some sort of play, then Kin would 'play' right back. Kinn wasn't about to release Kim's hand and knew full well that put him at risk. His brother was one who preferred to fight close and scrap dirty. And Kinn didn't have enough leverage or time to actually win this.
"Too pretty to get this face damaged," Kinn muttered back, smirking. "Besides, the boys don't go out unless it's worth it. We don't get involved unless it's important, remember?"
This was a bit of fun, just as it had been intended to be. It had been far too long since they just screwed around and were not forced to spar as if their lives depended on it. This was part of the healing they both needed.
With one hand trapped instead of pulling away he pushed into the hold. Free hand moving up to mess up Kinn's hair pulling his hand toward Kinn's face.
" Yeah, you wish." he said " Shouldn't send the boys out to do something you wouldn't do yourself. I mean, aren't all runs important when we are as we are here?"
Fine. Kinn can play dirty too. He just goes to lick his brother's cheek, leaning back with equal force, finally in a position to get the sweep. "Shouldn't spout off and not know what you're talking about."
If Kim wants a tussle young school boy style, he has it! And Kinn will be going for the back of Kim's neck, trying to get a tickle spot.
The cheek lick was so gross and Kim crunched up his face and made a grunting sound to show that.
"I am a Theerapanyakul, I always know what I am talking about." he said allowing the sweep but not letting Kinn go either. Dead weight to bring Kinn down to the floor along side of him.
There was an actual laugh from him as his brother got him on the back of the neck. Really, this was something they both needed. Just playing around as brothers.
There was an 'oof' as Kinn landed on the floor but now it had turned into a tickle war than a sparring match. He was trying to keep his fingers on the back of Kim's neck and straddle Kim to keep him down and get access to his brother's ribs.
"What a big head nong has," Kinn teased. "Pity it's just the top one."
As much as they both were way too old for this kind of tickle war, Kim was laughing like he hadn't in far too long. If anyone were to stumble on their spar they would no doubt be wondering what the hell the two were actually doing, but in the moment that didn't matter.
Kim gave Kinn the back of his neck in exchange for his free hand moving to try and make a grab for Kinn's ribs. " Oh, phi. The dick jabs? Really? "
Kinn jerks quickly this way and that to keep his ribs safe, but he doesn't use any other force. To hear Kim's laughter was like music to his ears--until he was squeaking himself.
"What? You're getting jabbed by someone else and don't need me anymore?"
" I know right?" he said doing this odd little shimmy across the floor to keep Kinn's fingers from hitting the super tickle spots. Who'd have thought these two were actually pretty ticklish?
The screech made Kim laugh more than he already was, " No promises, I mean it does get a mind of it's own sometimes."
"Oh my God, nong!" Was he going to act as if he feared for his ass? Sure! But did that mean he was going to give Kim the leverage to get up and top him? No fucking way. Instead he tried to go in for the 'kill': as one hand jabbed for the ribs, the other worked to catch that nerve that ran down the neck and behind the collar bone. If he could get his fingers in there, home run with the tickle championships!
The reaction just made him laugh more, this side of Kim never seen the light of day so it really felt great to just let it roll for a while.
He knew what his brother was aiming for and as soon as the marks were met, particularly the one down his spine Kim did the only thing he could in his position. He let his body go completely limp, assuming the role of dead weight. He wouldn't respond, closing his eyes as if passed out or other wise injured.
Kinn paused when he felt the weight shift underneath him. And then he took a closer look at Kim. "A'Kim. Stop playing dead."
It wasn't fun if the other one didn't react! And now Kinn was trying to figure out if this was a ploy to get the upper hand or not. So he just pinched Kim's nose and waited.
If Kinn wanted to play chicken, Kim would be down. He wasn't about to punk out now, more so when he was obviously breathing and he did not believe that Kinn would dare. Kim remained still laying there. Just a little more.
Kinn will play chicken! To a point. He's not as ... elite as Vegas had been. So Kinn keeps inching down, waiting for Kim to break, silently pleading for Kim to break and when it still isn't happening, resigns himself to his fate that there will be a kiss planted on the lips!
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"Don't have to do runs," Kinn responded with a sibilant hiss.
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His fingers in the hooked position extended to poke into or tickle Kinn's skin, which ever made it's mark. He couldn't avoid the hand palming completely so he ended up with a forearm to the face, a fore arm which he took the opportunity to bite.
Instead of going across his own body to try and reach Kinn that way his free hand went back to try and tag Kinn that way. If he was on the floor he was going for ankles if Kin had gone over with him, he'd be happy to get any soft part of Kinn he could.
"Too chicken to get out with the boys?"
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The poke, the tickle, fucking Kimhan! But this wasn't a serious spar, not in the least. And if he wanted to turn this into some sort of play, then Kin would 'play' right back. Kinn wasn't about to release Kim's hand and knew full well that put him at risk. His brother was one who preferred to fight close and scrap dirty. And Kinn didn't have enough leverage or time to actually win this.
"Too pretty to get this face damaged," Kinn muttered back, smirking. "Besides, the boys don't go out unless it's worth it. We don't get involved unless it's important, remember?"
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With one hand trapped instead of pulling away he pushed into the hold. Free hand moving up to mess up Kinn's hair pulling his hand toward Kinn's face.
" Yeah, you wish." he said " Shouldn't send the boys out to do something you wouldn't do yourself. I mean, aren't all runs important when we are as we are here?"
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Fine. Kinn can play dirty too. He just goes to lick his brother's cheek, leaning back with equal force, finally in a position to get the sweep. "Shouldn't spout off and not know what you're talking about."
If Kim wants a tussle young school boy style, he has it! And Kinn will be going for the back of Kim's neck, trying to get a tickle spot.
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"I am a Theerapanyakul, I always know what I am talking about." he said allowing the sweep but not letting Kinn go either. Dead weight to bring Kinn down to the floor along side of him.
There was an actual laugh from him as his brother got him on the back of the neck. Really, this was something they both needed. Just playing around as brothers.
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"What a big head nong has," Kinn teased. "Pity it's just the top one."
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Kim gave Kinn the back of his neck in exchange for his free hand moving to try and make a grab for Kinn's ribs. " Oh, phi. The dick jabs? Really? "
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"What? You're getting jabbed by someone else and don't need me anymore?"
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" I do most of the 'jabbing' if you must know." dick and sex jokes yep that's the style tonight.
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Shit! Kim got in a lucky shot and Kinn practically screeches, trying to keep his position and wriggle away at the same time. It wasn't working well.
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The screech made Kim laugh more than he already was, " No promises, I mean it does get a mind of it's own sometimes."
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He knew what his brother was aiming for and as soon as the marks were met, particularly the one down his spine Kim did the only thing he could in his position. He let his body go completely limp, assuming the role of dead weight. He wouldn't respond, closing his eyes as if passed out or other wise injured.
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It wasn't fun if the other one didn't react! And now Kinn was trying to figure out if this was a ploy to get the upper hand or not. So he just pinched Kim's nose and waited.
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Yep, Kinn can be a gremlin brother when he wanted to be! Anything to get a reaction out of Kim.
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Fucker, stop faking!